Biografía:
Amanda desde niña aprendió a tocar el piano gracias a su madre.
Creció en Lexington, Massachusetts. Ella asistió a la escuela secundaria de Lexington, donde estaba muy envuelta en el departamento de drama, y recibió su licenciatura en Filosofía y Letras de la Universidad de Wesleyan. Organizó actuaciones basadas en el trabajo de los Legendary Pink Dots. Y formó The Shadowbox Collective, consagrada a montar muestras teatrales, actos de teatro callejero.
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Otras canciones:
- Bad Wine And Lemon Cake
- Bottomfeeder
- Creep
- Dear Old House
- Do You Swear To Tell The Truth, The Whole Truth, And Nothing But The Truth, So Help Your Black Ass
- Fake Plastic Trees
- Gaga Palmer Madonna
- Gaga,palmer,madonna
- Have To Drive
- High And Dry
- I Google You
- Idioteque
- In My Mind
- Leeds United
- Map Of Tasmania
- Melody Dean
- No Surprises
- Oasis
- Runs In The Family
- Smile Pictures Or It Didn't Happen
- Straight Hey Bitch
- Such Great Heights
- The Bed Song
- The Killing Type
- Trout Heart Replica
- Ukulele Anthem
- Vegemite The Black Death
- Want It Back
- A Formidable Marinade
- Ampersand
- Another Year
- Astronaut
- Australia
- Berlin
- Bigger On The Inside
- Blake Says
- Denial Thing
- Do It With A Rockstar
- Drowning In The Sound
- Friday
- From St Kilda To Fitzroy
- Grown Man Cry
- Guitar Hero
- Judy Blume
- Machete
- Makin Whoopee
- Massachusetts Avenue
- Mr Weinstein Will See You Now
- Olly Olly Oxen Free
- Smile Pictures Or It Didnt Happen
- The Living Room
- The Point Of It All
- Whats The Use Of Wondrin
¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
[Intro]
C C7 Fsus2 G7sus4 G7 (x2)
[Verse 1]
C C7
Sid Vicious played a four-string Fender bass guitar and couldn't sing
Fsus2 G7sus4 G7
And everybody hated him except the ones who loved him
C C7
A ukulele has four strings, but Sid did not play ukulele
Fsus2 G7sus4 G7
He did smack and probably killed his girlfriend Nancy Spungen
[Verse 2]
C C7 Fsus2
If only Sid had had a ukulele, maybe he would have been happy
G7sus4 G7
Maybe he would not have suffered such a sad end
C C7
He maybe would have not done all that heroin instead
Fsus2 G7sus4 G7
He maybe would've sat around just singing nice songs to his girlfriend
[Chorus]
C C7
So play your favorite cover song, especially if the words are wrong
Fsus2 G7sus4 G7
'cause even if your grades are bad, it doesn't mean you're failing
C C7
Do your homework with a fork and eat your fruit loops in the dark
Fsus2 G7sus4 G7
And bring your etch-a-sketch to work and play your ukulele
[Bridge]
Fsus2 G7
Ukulele, small and fierceful, ukulele, brave and peaceful
C Fsus2
You can play the ukulele, too, it is painfully simple
Fsus2 G7
Play your ukulele badly, play your ukulele loudly
Bb6
Ukulele banish evil, ukulele save the people
Bb6
Ukulele gleaming golden from the top of every steeple
[Verse 3]
C C7
Lizzie borden took an axe and gave her mother forty whacks
Fsus2 G7sus4 G7
Then gave her father forty-one and left a tragic puzzle
C C7
If only they had given her an instrument, those puritans
Fsus2 G7sus4 G7
Had lost the plot completely, see what happens when you muzzle
[Verse 4]
C C7
A person's creativity and do not let them sing and scream
Fsus2 G7sus4 G7
And nowadays it's worse, 'cause kids have automatic handguns
C C7
It takes about an hour to teach someone to play the ukulele
Fsus2 G7sus4 G7
About the same to teach someone to build a standard pipe bomb, you do the math!
[Chorus]
C C7
So play your favorite cover song, especially if the words are wrong
Fsus2 G7sus4 G7
'cause even if your grades are bad, it doesn't mean you're failing
C C7
Do your homework with a fork and eat your fruit loops in the dark
Fsus2 G7sus4 G7
And bring your flask of jack to work and play your ukulele
[Bridge]
Fsus2 G7
Ukulele, thing of wonder, ukulele, wand of thunder
C Fsus2
You can play the ukulele, too, in London and down under
Fsus2 G7
Play Joan Jett and play Jacques Brel and Eminem and Neutral Milk Ho-
Bb6
Tell the children, crush the hatred, play your ukulele naked
Bb6
If anybody tries to steal your ukulele, let them take it
[Verse 5]
C C7
Imagine there's no music, imagine there are no songs
Fsus2 G7sus4 G7
Imagine that John Lennon wasn't shot in front of his apartment
C C7 Fsus2
Now imagine if John Lennon had composed "Imagine" for the ukulele
G7sus4 G7
Maybe people would have truly got the message
[Verse 6]
C C7
You may think my approach is simple-minded and naive
Fsus2 G7sus4 G7
Like if you want to change the world, then why not quit and feed the hungry?
C C7
But people for millennia have needed music to survive
Fsus2 G7sus4 G7
And that is why I've promised John that I will not feel guilty
[Verse 7]
C C7
So play your favorite Beatles song and make the subway fall in love
Fsus2 G7sus4 G7
They're only nineteen ninety-five, that isn't lots of money
C C7
Play until the sun comes up and play until your fingers suffer
Fsus2 G7sus4 G7
Play LCD Soundsystem songs on your ukulele
[Verse 8]
C C7
Quit the bitching on your blog and stop pretending art is hard
Fsus2 G7sus4 G7
Just limit yourself to three chords and do not practice daily
C C7
You'll minimize some stranger's sadness with a piece of wood and plastic
Fsus2 G7sus4 G7
Holy fuck, it's so fantastic, playing ukulele
[Verse 9]
C C7
Eat your homework with a fork and do your fruit loops in the dark
Fsus2
And bring your etch-a-sketch to work, your flask of jack, your vibrator
Fsus2
Your fear of heights, your Nikon lens
[Verse 10]
C C7
Your mom and dad, your disco stick, your soundtrack to "Karate Kid"
Fsus2 G7sus4 G7
Your ginsu knives, your rosary, your new Rebecca Black CD
C C7
Your favorite room, your bowie knife, your stuffed giraffe, your new glass eye
Fsus2 G7sus4 G7
Your sousaphone, your breakfast tea, your Nick Drake tapes, your giving tree
C C7
Your ice cream truck, your missing wife, your will to live, your urge to cry
Fsus2 C
Remember we're all gonna die, so play your ukulele
C C7 Fsus2 G7sus4 G7 (x2)
[Verse 1]
C C7
Sid Vicious played a four-string Fender bass guitar and couldn't sing
Fsus2 G7sus4 G7
And everybody hated him except the ones who loved him
C C7
A ukulele has four strings, but Sid did not play ukulele
Fsus2 G7sus4 G7
He did smack and probably killed his girlfriend Nancy Spungen
[Verse 2]
C C7 Fsus2
If only Sid had had a ukulele, maybe he would have been happy
G7sus4 G7
Maybe he would not have suffered such a sad end
C C7
He maybe would have not done all that heroin instead
Fsus2 G7sus4 G7
He maybe would've sat around just singing nice songs to his girlfriend
[Chorus]
C C7
So play your favorite cover song, especially if the words are wrong
Fsus2 G7sus4 G7
'cause even if your grades are bad, it doesn't mean you're failing
C C7
Do your homework with a fork and eat your fruit loops in the dark
Fsus2 G7sus4 G7
And bring your etch-a-sketch to work and play your ukulele
[Bridge]
Fsus2 G7
Ukulele, small and fierceful, ukulele, brave and peaceful
C Fsus2
You can play the ukulele, too, it is painfully simple
Fsus2 G7
Play your ukulele badly, play your ukulele loudly
Bb6
Ukulele banish evil, ukulele save the people
Bb6
Ukulele gleaming golden from the top of every steeple
[Verse 3]
C C7
Lizzie borden took an axe and gave her mother forty whacks
Fsus2 G7sus4 G7
Then gave her father forty-one and left a tragic puzzle
C C7
If only they had given her an instrument, those puritans
Fsus2 G7sus4 G7
Had lost the plot completely, see what happens when you muzzle
[Verse 4]
C C7
A person's creativity and do not let them sing and scream
Fsus2 G7sus4 G7
And nowadays it's worse, 'cause kids have automatic handguns
C C7
It takes about an hour to teach someone to play the ukulele
Fsus2 G7sus4 G7
About the same to teach someone to build a standard pipe bomb, you do the math!
[Chorus]
C C7
So play your favorite cover song, especially if the words are wrong
Fsus2 G7sus4 G7
'cause even if your grades are bad, it doesn't mean you're failing
C C7
Do your homework with a fork and eat your fruit loops in the dark
Fsus2 G7sus4 G7
And bring your flask of jack to work and play your ukulele
[Bridge]
Fsus2 G7
Ukulele, thing of wonder, ukulele, wand of thunder
C Fsus2
You can play the ukulele, too, in London and down under
Fsus2 G7
Play Joan Jett and play Jacques Brel and Eminem and Neutral Milk Ho-
Bb6
Tell the children, crush the hatred, play your ukulele naked
Bb6
If anybody tries to steal your ukulele, let them take it
[Verse 5]
C C7
Imagine there's no music, imagine there are no songs
Fsus2 G7sus4 G7
Imagine that John Lennon wasn't shot in front of his apartment
C C7 Fsus2
Now imagine if John Lennon had composed "Imagine" for the ukulele
G7sus4 G7
Maybe people would have truly got the message
[Verse 6]
C C7
You may think my approach is simple-minded and naive
Fsus2 G7sus4 G7
Like if you want to change the world, then why not quit and feed the hungry?
C C7
But people for millennia have needed music to survive
Fsus2 G7sus4 G7
And that is why I've promised John that I will not feel guilty
[Verse 7]
C C7
So play your favorite Beatles song and make the subway fall in love
Fsus2 G7sus4 G7
They're only nineteen ninety-five, that isn't lots of money
C C7
Play until the sun comes up and play until your fingers suffer
Fsus2 G7sus4 G7
Play LCD Soundsystem songs on your ukulele
[Verse 8]
C C7
Quit the bitching on your blog and stop pretending art is hard
Fsus2 G7sus4 G7
Just limit yourself to three chords and do not practice daily
C C7
You'll minimize some stranger's sadness with a piece of wood and plastic
Fsus2 G7sus4 G7
Holy fuck, it's so fantastic, playing ukulele
[Verse 9]
C C7
Eat your homework with a fork and do your fruit loops in the dark
Fsus2
And bring your etch-a-sketch to work, your flask of jack, your vibrator
Fsus2
Your fear of heights, your Nikon lens
[Verse 10]
C C7
Your mom and dad, your disco stick, your soundtrack to "Karate Kid"
Fsus2 G7sus4 G7
Your ginsu knives, your rosary, your new Rebecca Black CD
C C7
Your favorite room, your bowie knife, your stuffed giraffe, your new glass eye
Fsus2 G7sus4 G7
Your sousaphone, your breakfast tea, your Nick Drake tapes, your giving tree
C C7
Your ice cream truck, your missing wife, your will to live, your urge to cry
Fsus2 C
Remember we're all gonna die, so play your ukulele
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